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Awake O weary soul. Escape from thy bonds of sorrow, from the ropes of anguish and regret.
  Think Pink! That's what I said It's Pink! It's a shade of red   I know a color so bright It gives me chills to hear tonight It's the color between red and purple
I smile in the mirror, I see something wrong. I have pimples, My hair is damaged, My mouth is too long. I say to myself: You're ugly, You're not loved. But I heard much different,
When I was young, my mother told me, "Yvette, you can be anything you want to be." So I started plotting, and planning, and trying to predict what I wantedliev But in all honesty I felt haunted!
Fresh food, hot food, cold food, They are all so appetizing, Meals are food for the human body, But too much food will make you vomit, Knowledge is your mind's food, And knowledge is power,
When I was born, I stood on the shotgun seat. Danger was a challenge best met naïve.  My dad told me, “Sit down or you’ll get hurt.”
Stick to head The rhythm of aggression Left to right Consciousness in suspension Things go wrong Take it all out on the pad Flam tap tap You drive all the neighbors mad
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